Thursday, October 6, 2022

The Dawn of my Village

The Dawn of My Village 

 By: Abdul Sattar 

 I watched the flowing water of the Indus 

Flowing like pearls in a pond 

I saw the sun glowing Like a golden plate 

Hanging in the sky 

I walked around the fields 

The peanuts harvesters were digging

The peanuts from the soil 

I saw the trees waving 

And talking I saw nightingale with it's shiny feathers 

When it was singing to the dawn 

 I sat by the stream 

To take a photograph Of the sheep that stayed here for night 

I saw the sheepherders taking their breakfast 

With the milky tea and frozen bread I saw my self in the horizon 

As I thought.

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